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Dong Fang Qing Yu knelt silently before the grave, for three days and two nights. His stepmother, less than forty years old, died from illness three days ago. She had been overworked, chronically malnourished, and unable to afford treatment. According to village custom, close relatives must observe filial piety by staying at the deceased's grave for three days and three nights. 。Three days passed, a young cousin sent him three meals every day. No relatives came to pay respects, not even a glance. From the moment his mother passed away until now, Dongfang Qingyu hadn't spoken a word, nor shed a single tear. The hardships of his childhood had accustomed him to the coldness and indifference of people, the fickleness of the world. Tears couldn't solve problems; he no longer felt anger, sadness, or loss over the absence of relatives. His feet were numb, but his spine remained straight. 。The eastern star finally went out, and with the first glimmer of dawn, the blue fish in the east stirred. The faint light flickered twice, as if it was about to fall, but it finally managed to stay upright. 。From the time he was sensible, he helped his mother with chores, errands, and heavy labor. Though his circumstances were humble, he was incredibly resilient, just like his character. 。Its thinness is merely a result of long-term malnutrition. 。He took one last look at his mother's portrait. Her kind eyes, like the morning breeze, seemed to caress him. Then, he resolutely turned and left. 。Her mother was gone, the only house had been sold to raise medical expenses, and there were no relatives left. There was nothing worth staying for. Dongfang Qingyu stepped onto the only road leading out of the village, a decision made after three days of deliberation. 。One month later, Dongfang Qingyu arrived in GZ city. Along the way, he made 128 yuan by selling mineral water bottles, construction site scrap iron, and cardboard. After deducting food expenses and paying 100 yuan rent, he got a tiny basement, which was the smallest one possible. 。In cities where the average monthly expenditure exceeds 8000 yuan, renting a house for 100 yuan is simply out of the question. However, the landlord's previous experience collecting scrap metal and Dong Fangqingyu's agreement to clean the trash downstairs twice daily—morning and evening—for free made this seemingly impossible situation possible. 。The basement was rectangular, barely able to fit a metal bunk bed. There wasn't even room for a small table. It had no windows, no bathroom, and not even a door. The passageway was narrow, the door couldn't open outwards, and it couldn't be pushed inwards either. There was just a makeshift curtain made of torn cloth that divided this world in two. 。A incandescent lamp, illuminating every corner of the room, this overlooked room was incredibly warm and cozy for Dongfang Qingyu. 。Donfang Qingyu carried the gray sack and walked several streets, only picking up a dozen mineral water bottles. He started to feel anxious. In half an hour it would be dawn. After daybreak, people like him who pick up trash weren't allowed to be here. Today was his second month in GZ city. Yesterday, after paying the rent, he felt lightheaded and walked a longer distance than usual. Unfortunately, things went wrong. He had been robbed of his remaining money by this local ruffian, Black Tiger. He hadn't eaten all day, and his stomach was growling. He drank a lot of water before coming out, but it wasn't enough. If he didn't have any harvest today, he probably wouldn't have the energy to go out tomorrow. 。He had thought about finding other jobs, but working on construction sites required introductions. Otherwise, they wouldn't let you in. Construction sites were all contracted by head contractors who had their own teams and wouldn't easily hire strangers. 。Working at a hotel dishwashing station requires a health certificate, and the cost of getting one is too expensive for him. As a supermarket sales assistant, he needs a residence permit, but he only has an identity card. After a series of setbacks, he chose this most helpless job. 。Suddenly, something on the ground in front of him glinted under the streetlight, emitting a silver gleam. This shimmer wasn't like that of metals such as aluminum, giving off an unusual sensation. 。Mantuan stopped eating after half a bun, leaving the other half for dinner. He was used to having only two meals a day, sometimes even just one. 。He gulped down the mineral water in one go. Just as he was about to shove the bottle into the canvas bag, something caught his eye at the bottom of the cap: two lines of red text. He took a closer look and saw it was winning information: first prize, a "Universe World" helmet. Dong Fangqing froze, his mind went blank. After a long while, he slowly regained consciousness, his face twitching unnaturally, as if a mixture of excitement, shock, and fear. 。Her eyes stared fixedly at the lid for several times, before finally confirming that everything was real. 。I won, I really won!One in a hundred million chance, landed on me. 。Although he made a living scavenging, "Cosmic World" was still well-known. It was everywhere on the streets, billboards, newspapers, and television. Anyone who was human would know "Cosmic World." The relentless advertising campaign was annoying to everyone, but Dongfang Qingyu, because it felt so distant, had unconsciously been ignoring it. 。"《Universe World》 is a game developed by over 150 countries worldwide at a cost of billions. It boasts a 99.99% simulation degree, according to Fang. He claims that 《Universe World》 includes a sub-space within the universe, filled with mystery and fantasy. Whether it's true or not is impossible for ordinary people to discern. However, every player who has experienced it speaks highly of it, calling it a historical reform and the best game ever created, hands down. " 。The launch time of " It is the year 2080, and we are in a high-tech era. Many traditional manual industries have been replaced by machines, and the gap between the rich and poor has widened. In one word, those who play play to death, and those who work work to death. 。White-collar workers, gold-collar workers, CEOs, etc. work 4-6 hours a day and 3 days a week, while blue-collar workers work 6-8 hours a day and 4 days a week. Ordinary workers haven't changed much, still working 8-10 hours a day and 5 days a week. Of course, this refers to working time. There is also a part of the population, those from privileged families or wealthy backgrounds, who don't need to work. Their daily tasks are simply to play, eat, drink and have fun because their ancestors earned them an inexhaustible fortune that they could spend a lifetime without running out. 。Initially, "Cosmic World" was developed to serve this type of population, just to prevent them from harming society. Unexpectedly, after the research and development made new breakthroughs, it became a game for everyone. 。Anyone can play, regardless of age or background, as long as you are human. 。As a young person, it's natural to be curious and eager about games. However, what piques my interest most is the gaming helmet needed to enter the "Universe World". To cater to different audiences, there are three tiers of helmets: standard, mid-range, and high-end. The standard helmet costs 8888 yuan, the mid-range one 88888 yuan, and the high-end one 888888 yuan. 。It is said that there is a top-level interface even more high-end than the game helmet, called the game chamber, but it was not introduced by Fang, only discussed in private. 。The game currency in "Cosmic World" can be freely exchanged with real currency. 1 diamond coin equals 1,000 crystal coins, 1 crystal coin equals 1,000 gold coins, 1 gold coin equals 100 silver coins, and 1 silver coin equals 1,000 copper coins. 。1 copper coin equals 1 cent. 。(Note: The renminbi is the world's only universal currency) 。The allure of currency needs no further explanation. With the advent of 《Cosmic World》, the number of professional players has skyrocketed from over 20 million to a staggering 70 million, and this figure continues to soar at an astonishing pace every day. 。As for game workers, the number is already too large to count. 。When Dongfang Qingyu first saw the advertisement introducing "Cosmic World" that claimed you could make money, he was envious for days and fantasized about it for days. But in the end, the high price of 8888 yuan for the game helmet cut his dreams short. Unexpectedly, at the most unexpected moment, fate played a joke on him, giving him a chance to fulfill his gaming dream. 。In the gaming helmet sales hall, after the staff and customers' contemptuous and astonished gazes, a white, old-fashioned Dongfang Qingyu didn't say a word. He just silently took out a bottle of mineral water. The whole hall was in an uproar. Every person saw the words on the lid, and their minds couldn't help but flash three words 。What bad luck! One in a million chances getting hit, what else could it be besides bad luck? Wow haha, Mineral water only managed to get three empty game helmets. In six months, how much mineral water was produced, plus the previous stock, the shelf life of the mineral water is six months. That means in a year's worth of mineral water, picking out three, this probability, just thinking about it is terrifying. 。Though the staff were envious, they didn't dare play dirty and honestly exchanged the game headgear inventory to Dongfang Qingyu. Dongfang Qingyu was somewhat disappointed because he originally thought that the first prize would be a high-end game helmet, but it turned out to be a low-end one. The so-called first prize was just a title, not an indication of a high-end helmet. 。In a sea of fervent gazes, Dongfang Qingyu left wearing his helmet. 。 |
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